Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 22

"Father, I think what Father said is very reasonable. Wushuang fights alone, and the chance of winning against the Sword Master is very small."

"However, my three hundred iron cavalry should have already injured Ge Nie. Under such circumstances, it is really difficult to judge whether he can take his head."

Ying Zige smiled slightly, and immediately came up with an ambiguity.

Not only flattering Ying Zheng, but also not offending Old Li.

Just ask if you are smart or not?

There was a sneer in Ying Zheng's heart, this boy, if I hadn't heard your voice, I'm afraid I would really believe your nonsense.

"Zige, there is no difference between your answer and no answer. Why don't you just tell me what you think of the result?" Ying Zheng smiled and pressed forward.

Ying Zige was taken aback for a moment, and then he smiled and said, "Father, my son thinks what the father said is very true. With Wushuang's strength alone, it is difficult to win the sword master."

Li Si sneered slightly, and a hint of disdain appeared on his face instantly.

Although this kid is Ying Zheng's most spoiled son, he knows nothing about doing nothing all day long.

Although he has been wronged many times recently, it is impossible for him to have the slightest idea about this matter.

After all, the thirteenth son has nothing to do with Jianghu, so it is impossible to judge Wushuang's strength.

What I said just now was obviously flattering.

I really despise you!
The disdain in Li Si's eyes became more and more obvious: "My thirteenth son, you don't understand the affairs of the world, and it is reasonable to make such a judgment."

"Oh? Mr. Li, do you think that Wushuang still has a chance?" Ying Zige raised his brows and became upset on the spot.

I have read the script!
He really wanted to throw this sentence directly on the other side's old face.

"People in the rivers and lakes, bloody vendettas are commonplace for them. Wushuang is the fiercest among them. Although His Majesty said that Wushuang acting alone is not as good as quicksand masters acting together, but it does not prove that Wushuang will lose. !" Li Si smiled slightly, but still persisted.

"But I think he will definitely fail." Ying Zige raised his head and insisted on his point of view.

He can live on without arguing with anyone.

But once the debate occurs, it must be fought to the end no matter what.

This is the world spirit of everyone.

In the world he came from, there are many such existences, and he can proudly tell everyone...

Lao Tzu is one of the best.

key come!

Heaven did not give birth to me Ying Zige, the keys are as eternal as the eternal night!

Spray one person in ten seconds, never stay a thousand miles away.

I really miss the days of fighting with people on the Internet, but unfortunately, those days are gone forever.

However, although there is no key in the hand, there is a key in the heart.

As a time traveler, can he still be bullied by Li Si?
Just ask thousands of keyboard warriors if you want to agree.

At this moment, Ying Zige was full of a sense of mission, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he swore that he would never let down the teachings of thousands of keyboard warriors, and he must fight the opponent to the end.

"The Thirteenth Young Master's words are wrong..." Li Si forced a smile, and was immediately full of dissatisfaction.

The spirit of Gang Jing has been passed down for thousands of years, and he, Li Si, can be said to be the best among them.

"Okay, since you are not convinced, how about we two make a bet?" Ying Zige said calmly.

"Since the thirteenth son is interested, then listen to the thirteenth son. Take it as a way to make His Majesty smile!" Li Si smiled without fear.

After going through thousands of choices, I finally chose to let Wushuang do it. Although it was a bit of a mistake to let one person do it, it was harmless after all.

You little hairy child who has never been out of Xianyang Palace knows how to knit.

Unashamedly saying that Wushuang is doomed?
No matter what, you have to gamble, otherwise, where will you put your face?
"Okay, I'd like to see, which of you two can win?" Ying Zheng smiled slightly, and his sympathetic eyes fell directly on Li Si's face.

Lao Li, you are so confused!

Old Shisan, although he looks respectful on the surface, is actually a chicken thief to the extreme.

And he already knew the outcome of the matter, how could he lose?

You bet with him, it's like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, stupid to the extreme.

However, Ying Zheng did not stop it.

It's a good thing for the old thirteen to frustrate Li Si's spirit, so that he won't be impetuous in the future and continue to do such stupid things like asking Wushuang to chase and kill Gai Nie.

"How are you going to bet, Master?" Li Si, who thought he was sure of winning, was naturally fearless.

"It's very simple. If you lose, you have to help me get the Yuanhong Sword within a month. If you can't do it, when you see me in the future, you have to respectfully kneel on the ground and say that I was wrong . How are you?"

Ying Zige said lightly.

"This..." Li Si's complexion changed, playing so big?

However, he was clearly determined to win, so what is there to be afraid of?

His face changed slightly, and then he hid it perfectly, and forced a smile: "Then what if the young master loses?"

"Me? I won't lose, so you and I don't have to waste time thinking about how I will pay the price if I lose." Ying Zige grinned with a bit of shamelessness.

(End of this chapter)